I kind of feel like guidos are mythical creatures.
We had one of those mutual "I know your on a dating website, I won't tell if you won't" glances.
hows the party?
ists fjcssing insceredle
be there in 10
my way of studying for our final tomorrow: registering online to retake the class in the fall
thursday was literally the first time i didnt drunk eat since the bush administration and it was only because i was fucking someones boyfriend. making a mental note to do that more often.
mid blow job she looked up and said "we aren't even facebook friends!"
they superglued a cigarette to my fingers...i think I need to quit smoking.
Occasionally I curse my inner 15 year old when I'm fulfilling their dreams as a slut, but I roll with it.
The fuck-me-pumps were hot, the XL hoody kinda ruined it.
dude I just found tht weird ass guy u invited last night passed out in my closet.... apparently he "couldn't find the exit"
No amount of beer will make me feel better about this. It's time for Emergency Whisky
Really though. It's your life, live it how you want
And I do mostly. Which is why I'm now drunk in my room writing erotica
that moment you remember partying with someone several years ago.. and don't remember if you slept with them or not.
I just threw up in the bushes and my gardener started clapping...
Can I make sure all my sluttiness goes to you when I die? You're the only person I know who'll make use of it
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